Deb Panda

A Shade I Fear - Poem by Deb Panda

A shade I fear only of limits-In rough sketch of ending pathAnd ruminate those blinking-A dark, loud and hard craft.Could it run, O' morning -back, From your lazy lap to rise -from little faith to undying- Love-unabashed by fiery seize.But I've in a ‘rogue smile'-From Sunday to its celebration-To far-behind the memory laneAs traveler dies with; once traveled by-I fear; a shade greets a sea-And undeterred by breaking tidesLooks odd, look the heart; that meltsWith fallen dreams and swollen lands.Fear; must be somewhere in the world-No where bumped; in mirrorNail stops -lives for frenzy wildFancy and joy of wound to diameter.